Group favorite little cute concubine: the prince is too fierce

Chapter 506 The Poorest Spirit Venerable in History
Chapter 509 The Poorest Spirit Venerable in History
With an uneasy heart, Mu Yanhe carefully lowered his sense of existence, for fear that the supreme spiritual master opposite him would discover his existence.

Finally the meal was over, Mu Wuxin took Xia Houjin away, and Mu Yanhe sat on the ground like a deflated ball.

"What's wrong with you kid? Why are you sitting on the ground so well!" The old man looked at the listless grandson and asked with concern.

"Grandpa, looking at him like this, he must have caused trouble outside, otherwise he wouldn't be in such a lost state." Mu Ye looked down at his disappointing younger brother.

"Brother, I'm so good. I didn't cause trouble outside. I just saw that old man just now. It's really scary. When my sister and I saw him two days ago, he was just a spirit. Today When I saw him suddenly, it turned out to be a Spiritual Venerable, do you think it's scary or not?"

Mu Yanhe grabbed his elder brother's leg and stood up, his eyes were sincere and serious, and he didn't seem to be joking at all.

"You said you met him two days ago?" Good boy, you have already met him. "Then why didn't you say it just now!" There must be a reason.

Pressed by the old man, Mu Yanhe could only confess honestly, "I went out to the forest in the suburbs with my sister the day before yesterday, and then we saw this old man lying on the ground when we were passing by. He grabbed his sister's skirt and asked her to save him, and somehow he disappeared. Who would have thought that he would come home today. I was worried that he was here to settle accounts, so I didn't make a sound. "

Everyone was bitter about their encounter. This majestic spirit god would lie on the ground and need a little girl to save him. Could it be that this kind of god manipulates the spirit god to find apprentices now?
Everyone's thoughts are very strong. They all think that the old man wanted to take Mu Wuxin as his disciple, but Mu Wuxin refused, so they transferred to Mu Wuxin's subordinates.

The worst spiritual god in history is the old man, who finally reached the level of Lingzun, but has already lost the qualification to accept disciples, and then he saw Second Brother Mu, which made him want to accept apprentices again.

The old man shook his head and felt sorry for Xia Houjin. There is no need to worry about his granddaughter's cultivation level. There is a master who he can't see the cultivation level. He also taught her medical skills and various skills that can be used.

"Yun'er, you've worked hard while you're away, so you should take a good rest when you get home, and we'll talk about cultivation later."

Second Brother Mu could see his grandfather's distress, so he nodded. He was not a talkative person, so the old man didn't say anything.

With his hands behind his back, the old man disappeared from everyone's sight, leaving the three brothers still in place.

"Second brother, we will take you back home. During this period of time, listen to grandpa, rest well first, and make other decisions after you have rested." Mu Ye put his hand on Mu Yun's shoulder, like a brotherly love Hai, my brother is more than happy to be able to stand up.

"Okay, brother has been worried for a while." Now that everything is going well, he believes that they will become happier and happier.

"Second brother, your leg is really healed! I look like a normal person. I didn't expect Xin'er's medical skills to be so superb." Mu Yanhe's eyes narrowed when he smiled, and Xiaohuya also added A lovely serving.

"Boy, can you speak? If your second brother is not like a normal person, you will not treat your second brother well?" Mu Ye just slapped him directly, and the brat who can't speak deserves a spanking.

"Brother, when will you change your violent tendencies, you will almost be beaten into a stick." Mu Yanhe held his head and felt wronged, he always remembered that his grandfather said he picked up the stick.

He felt that after his sister came back, he was no longer a treasure in everyone's hands, but a treasure to vent his anger. Although there was no resentment in his heart, but the gap was too great, and he would feel uncomfortable.

In the end, Mu Ye's heart relented, he lowered his head, and whispered in his ear: "If you can't talk, don't talk, I don't know if your second brother is feeling bad!"

Mu Yanhe blinked his big eyes, turned his head to look at Mu Yun's dark eyes, and knew that he had said something wrong, and instantly pulled his head back.

Seeing that my brother knew he was wrong, he stood up, "Don't take it to heart, it's not the first day we met him."

"I know, big brother, don't give it away, oh, I can go back." How could he not know that this younger brother is outspoken, and at least he has been by his side for so many years.

And he is not what he used to be now, he can run and jump, he just goes back to his own courtyard, there is no problem at all.

"Are you sure you can do it?" Mu Ye was more worried about his legs, after all, they were just right, and there was no basis for how long he could stand.

"I can do it." Mu Yun nodded affirmatively, he is not a child anymore, so he knows it in his own mind.

"Okay, be careful on the road, it's okay to walk slowly, don't knock and stir."

Seeing Mu Yun leave, Mu Ye pulled Mu Yanhe, who was holding his head, to the courtyard, "He'er, remember from now on, don't say those words in front of your second brother, you finally stood up, you can't hurt me any more. Your second brother's self-esteem is gone."

Mu Yanhe never raised his head, "Understood, brother, I will be more careful in what I say in the future." He didn't mean it either.

"Just know, let's go back! Get up early tomorrow." Seeing his third brother listless, Mu Ye shook his head, after all, he was still too young.

Then he went to Mu Wuxin's courtyard, but he didn't forget that there was a thief who was always thinking about his sister, so he had to guard it.

After Mu Wuxin took Xia Houjin out of the General's Mansion, he lost a Yirong Pill, and the figures of the two of them flitted towards the city gate like ghosts.

A few people on the street were cursing, "What are you doing, rushing to reincarnate in the middle of the night!"

It's a pity that no one could answer him, and his voice didn't cause any waves like a stone sinking into the sea.

Outside the city gate, Mu Wuxin followed Xia Houjin's footsteps and flew into the distance. If they wanted to enter the Wanshou Gate clearly and silently, they could only rely on Xia Houjin to lead the way, because he was the only one who was most familiar with this place.

After all, it is a sect that has lived for hundreds of years. He knows exactly where the guards are weakest and where there is a small path.

Mu Wuxin felt that it was very tiring to fly with him like this, so she let You Ming come out to replace her legs, and directly followed Xia Houjin's figure, "Why do you Wanshoumen choose such a remote mountain?"

It's really out of bounds.

"If it's not so remote, how can the disciples of the Ten Thousand Beasts learn how to tame animals?" Xia Houjin looked back at her and asked.

(End of this chapter)